mining town

Posted: June 22, 2010 in POEMS /futility of words
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Dust covered green paint and mirrors

stare at you as you pass through

the scattered corridors of my house

a twenty hours journey by train

the old mining town now consumed

in illegal flames of the earth

the coal dust that brought

lives to the belt

is suffocating the kids now

happy faces and tired faces

wake up to the dust

my decades old house walls

bears it all.

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